My friend, thank you for your kind words of encouragement. Finally have a phone w/ internet access again, hopefully the bastards who have been trying to keep me down, discouraged & isolated won't manage to steal this one before I can post anything. I needed to hear this. I just had yet another guitar broken (kicked by some drunk fuck), so due to the lack of any instrument to play as well as countless other shades of bullshit I won't get into here, I've been somewhat disillusioned in regards to my music. When I do have a guitar or something to play though, I've been sounding better than ever. I just have to keep surviving and find some way out of this stagnant situation I've been mired in for the last decade or more. Nick Drake was one of my most cherished influences while I was growing up, teaching myself to sing and play guitar. My father had a copy of 'Fruit Tree', his collected works on vinyl. I was blown away when I discovered him, so being compared to Nick Drake is possibly the highest compliment you could give me. Thank You, decrepit old fuck. I need all the encouragement I can get right now. If I can get my shit together, get off the street, get a guitar and not have it stolen or smashed by agents provocateurs or just your average lowlifes, I promise I have many songs to sing for you. Good things are on the way! I hope... But first I gotta get rid of these body lice and escape from this hellhole!!

Hey Sean, thanks for responding to me and please know that I meant every word I said. I have since found your SoundCloud page and that has only further confirmed my opinion of your talent. The lo-fi manner in which you recorded these does nothing to diminish the depth of what you are able to do. The density of songs like Black Dam, Ghost Sighs, Keys Go Down The Snowbank, Tame Fly, and Twisted Gyves is remarkable. There is an intensity and stream-of-conscience quality to these that I find compelling and extremely rare. This, incredibly, is matched by your equally intense and inventive guitar playing and your amazing singing that often combines the plaintive, timeless quality of Woody Guthrie or Hank Williams with the pissed-off passion of Joe Strummer or d. boon…often in the same song! Not to mention the intuitively sophisticated arranging and song construction skills that are right there with Love’s Arthur Lee and, yes, Nick Drake IMO. There are VERY few people capable of this. And frankly, even if you didn’t possess songwriting skills your performing style is such that I would listen to the shit out of you performing the Barry Manilow song book,lol… My only purpose in reaching out is to try and convince you that what you can do is rare and special and it is worth whatever it takes for you to get off the street and put yourself in the position to develop and share your considerable gifts for as long as you are around. YOU ARE WORTH IT! You are a unique and a special talent. I have no idea what your dependency and mental health challenges are. Obviously they are considerable since most of the songs I’m referencing are 10 years old or more and it appears most of your energy during that period has been put toward merely surviving. This breaks my fucking heart. The thing is, unlike many of your contemporaries, you have survived. You have chosen to live. This gives me hope for you. And despite what you have/are going through, your most recent post of Lose The Baby shows that your skills are undiminished. I will close with a personal anecdote. There is another singer/songwriter that you remind me of in some ways…if you haven’t heard him you should seek him out. His name was Vic Chesnutt. Like you he was a brilliant, unbelievably gifted singer/songwriter. I was lucky enough to meet him when he was just starting out and watched him develop from an eccentric, brilliant-but-inconsistent local dude into one of the greatest singer/songwriters to ever live in my opinion. Had he been around in the 60’s I’m convinced he would have been placed right up there with Dylan and Leonard Cohen. As it happened he had a relatively modest but historically consequential career and made some fucking BRILLIANT records (All are worth your time but I find West Of Rome to be damn near perfect) but here is the thing…He hung himself on Christmas Day 2009. You see, Vic had been battling suicidal thoughts since childhood and despite being one of the funniest motherfuckers to ever walk the earth, he had been under this dark cloud his whole life that eventually consumed him. The only reason he made it as far as he did is that he had this amazing gift and, thankfully, he realized this. I am convinced that if the psychopaths running the world don’t kill us all, there will be people discovering Vic Chesnutt’s work far in to the future. People will always find music that singular and powerful. I believe this to be true of you and your work, but YOU need to believe it. Unlike Vic, it’s clear that you want to LIVE and I truly hope you will go through whatever hardships are necessary for you to get your shit together and continue to do so. There are those of us in this broken world that take comfort listening to people like you…it makes the absurdity and cruelty of this weird fucking trip we’re all on a little more palatable.

I am, for now, but I need to hurry up and finish percolatin' this here witches' cauldrun-brew of a PLAN for WTF DO because I don't feel like I'll last too much longer alone on the skids. No guitar? what the hell am I thinking today I'm off to try n manifest an instrument again so I can get back to my normal amount of crazy and be able to think again.

@@sunhvzm Hey Sean, could I send you a guitar? I have a few sitting around.

@@Free_Bird420 yes please!! Email me at [email protected] and I'll give you an address!!

@@sunhvzm Hey brother, I sent you an email. Wanted to say that here in case it's gotten caught by the spam filter or something.

​@sunhvzm hey, I just wanted to say I love your music and have for a very long time. Is there any chance you have the lyrics and chords for this beauty?

I'm in Vancouver and I need a guitar so bad I'm currently daydreaming of power hitching out there to grab it. thank you very much for this. I might suddenly find a ride there out of the blue as well and I'm mad enough to just Get In The Van. If I had a teeny bit of pocket money; trav'lin penniless means goin with the flow and sometimes you gotta stop at some podunk (in) donut shop for however long til you're fed & gassed or whatever. Bless yer heart, bless your soul, & bless any pets you may have.